Chapter 429 The Silence of the Lambs
That shabby tavern in Old Wood closed recently.
I heard that they had sold out of liquor, which was normal. Not only liquor but even food was out of stock in the town. There was no point in running an empty tavern.
But what is a little strange is that there are always some people coming in and out of the pub recently - the place has been closed for a long time and even leaves soaked in water are no longer provided.
But the people coming out from there seemed to be drunk, their faces were red, they were so excited that they wanted to jump and walk, and they kept muttering something.
It's crazy.
Compared to the closure of the pub, the other thing was a small matter.
Several traveling merchants came to the town, and they did not carry any goods - this was normal, as the goods of the merchants who came here had already been snatched away.
They had to live in a small town.
The leader of the merchants is a short man. He is a warm and enthusiastic person, and many residents in the town like him. Well, if you think about it carefully, it seems a bit too much.
Although the Knights of the Winter Wolf had arrived, life had to go on. The people in the town tightened their belts, stayed at home, and prayed that the soldiers would leave quickly.
Their prayers seemed to be effective, as more and more of these cavalrymen have been going out recently.
The story began two days ago, when several cavalrymen went out in batches and never came back.
People in the town seldom go out nowadays, and only the traveling merchants occasionally leave the town. According to them, those were cavalrymen who went out for reconnaissance, and they seemed to have been killed. The bodies were piled on the roadside, scaring many passers-by.
The Winter Wolf cavalry were naturally furious and sent some people out to investigate, but they soon returned with somewhat panicked looks.
I heard that the first group of people were killed by guns.
Rifle!
When talking about this word, everyone would pretend to sigh a few times to show the seriousness of the matter.
As for how serious the situation is, that is not something that the residents of these small towns can understand.
What they knew was that almost no one had ever been killed by a gun here, and it was said that when that kind of weapon was fired, thunder would fall from the sky and kill the enemy directly.
Although it was a little outrageous, everyone smiled when they thought that those who were killed were the winter wolves.
Finally one day, the people in the town were surprised to find that the Winter Wolf Guards seemed to have left.
A large group of soldiers on horseback, shouting loudly, came out of the town gate.
This frightened people so much that they quickly closed the doors and windows and peeked out through the cracks, trembling.
Cavalry. It is said that in the past only nobles were qualified to ride horses and kill the enemy, but they may not be much different from the bandits in front of them. They have robbed everyone of everything they have worked so hard to accumulate.
The cavalrymen left, and only a small number of people were left in the temporary military camp converted from a market. The residents of the town were a little confused. They didn't know what was going on and didn't know whether they should start celebrating.
Soon, a group of people rushed into the street, shouting loudly and gathered together.
The people who had just gone out immediately retreated, but soon they found that these people looked familiar.
"Isn't that Little York?"
"And Lillard, he goes to the bar all day to drink leaf water!"
"Nane? Why are you here too? What's wrong with you?"
A door opened and an old woman in an apron came out with a rolling pin in her hand: "Come back soon, Nene!"
A boy in the crowd shrank subconsciously, then turned his head away with his neck stiff: "I won't!"
"you!!!"
The woman rushed out a few steps in anger, then suddenly reacted. She looked at the people around the boy and stopped hesitantly.
"You are"
A short man squeezed out of the crowd in a few steps. The woman recognized him and said he was a traveling merchant who came here.
"Auntie, the bandits from Winter Wolf have left here. We need to drive them out of town completely!"
"This..." The woman's eyes showed a trace of fear: "How is this possible! They are all soldiers, holding knives in their hands, we will be killed!"
The man looked around at the crowd that had gathered around him, then he climbed up the low wall by the roadside, waved his hands and said loudly, "Everyone! I'm Leonard, the merchant. Many people recognize me! Didn't I go out of town a few days ago?"
The crowd whispered to each other. Grizzly Town was not big, and many people had indeed seen him. They were the only ones who dared to leave the town recently.
"I just got the news that the Winter Wolf Guard escaped! All the cavalry they sent out to scout were killed! A large force chased them away in the North!"
"You mean they won't come back?"
“Is this true or false?”
The crowd was in an uproar, with joy showing on everyone's face.
"Of course it's true! The only Winter Wolves in the whole town right now are those few people in the military camp. Let's drive them out!!"
Immediately, someone started shouting, "Get out! Get out!"
The people in the town looked from inside the house for a long time and found that most of the people gathered outside were acquaintances, so they soon opened the door hesitantly.
The Winter Wolf Guards did cause resentment in the entire Grizzly Town. Leonard only provoked them a little, and they angrily picked up pitchforks and hammers.
When the short man saw the crowd getting angry, he immediately pointed to the barracks in the distance and said, "The bandits are right there. Drive these bad guys out of town!"
After saying that, he took the lead and walked over there, and the people who were gathering together in the tavern immediately followed.
It's not that no one doubted them, and some were worried that the soldiers who could drive away the Winter Wolf Guard would plunder the town, but their weak voices were quickly drowned out by the angry shouts.
The crowd had long been like a powder keg. The moment it was ignited, no one could stop it. In the crowd, everyone subconsciously gave up reason and thinking.
Leonard and several traveling merchants rushed to the front. When they rushed into the military camp, the soldiers slowly reacted to what had happened.
They never expected that they would be attacked in their own territory and in their own military camp!
They are the wolves of winter. They have always been the ones who plundered others in groups and have never been attacked by anyone.
It took time to put on the armor, time to saddle the horses, time to load the pistols with gunpowder and bullets, and they didn't have any time.
Of the twenty or so soldiers who stayed behind, only four or five drew their swords. They were then knocked down by the rushing merchants with shocked faces and were then drowned by the crowd behind them.
These subjects were always as docile as lambs. No matter whether their wool or flesh was cut from their bodies, they stood there quietly and numbly and endured it.
But today, they were no longer silent and rushed towards the sheepdogs, reminding the soldiers of something they had been ignoring.
They are the masters here.
(End of this chapter)
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